As Many As The Stars?
Drama
ThespianTheology
Lent/Easter
I love the movie Oh, God! Some may take issue with its theology, but George Burns as God is immensely appealing -- "A little, old Jewish guy with a hat: what's not to believe?"
The point, it seems to me, is this: God, the great I AM, is who he is, and our job is not to quibble about his appearance, but simply to believe.
Abram/Abraham believed, and God reckoned it to him as righteousness. And Abraham did become the father of a multitude: a multitude that includes you and me.
Cast
Narrator
Abram
God
Nurse
Props/Costumes
Abram -- pack of cigarettes
God -- dark suit, overcoat, hat
Nurse --a doll with an ID tag on its arm
(Narrator is at podium, stage left. Abram paces back and forth at center stage; throughout the ensuing dialogue, he pantomimes nervously smoking a cigarette)
Narrator: It's just another day in the maternity ward at Bethel Memorial Hospital ... Just another day, except that one of our expectant daddies seems a bit older than the norm. (To Abram) Excuse me, sir. Are you an expectant daddy, or are you a granddaddy?
Abram: People keep asking me that ... and you oughta hear the way they make fun of my wife! Yes, we are finally having a baby, after all these years. Praise the Lord!
Narrator: What is your name, sir -- and if you don't mind my asking, how old are you?
Abram: My name is Abram ... and let's just say I've seen my hundredth birthday.
Narrator: Wow, 100 years old and having a baby! That is a miracle ...
Abram: And not only that, but I'm gonna have more descendants than the stars in the sky!
Narrator: Hmmm, that's a pretty ambitious goal for a 100-year-old guy, Abram. What makes you believe all that?
Abram: God told me.
Narrator: God?
(God enters stage right. He is dressed in a suit with an overcoat and hat)
God: Yes, God. You may have heard of me ...
Narrator: You are God?
God: Uh-huh ... You were expecting maybe Charlton Heston?
Narrator: Well, no ... but --
God: But what?
Narrator: I don't know ... It's just -- (To Abram) he told you that your children would be more than the stars in the sky, and you believed him?
Abram: Yes, I did --
Narrator: (Points to God) You believed him?
God: A little, old Jewish guy with a hat: What's not to believe? (To Abram) Speaking of not believing, Abraham, what's with all this pacing back and forth and chain-smoking? Where's your faith, Mr. Father-of-a-Multitude?
Abraham: Well, gee, Lord ... I have to admit I'm kinda worried about Sarai --
God: Sarah! Remember, I told you her name is now Sarah: princess!
Abraham: Right. I'm sorry, Lord, but I get kinda confused with all these aliases you've given us. Anyway, Sarah is well into her nineties, Lord, and having' a baby is no walk in the park, ya know?
God: Trust me, Abraham.
Abraham: I believe, Lord ... help thou my unbelief!
(Nurse enters stage left, carrying a doll)
Nurse: Mr. Abram?
God: That's Abraham.
Nurse: (Looks at tag on doll's arm) Oh, right you are! Mr. Abraham, you are the proud papa of a healthy, baby boy!
Abraham: (Throws away cigarette) I am? (Looks at baby) I am! Praise the Lord!
(Abraham high-fives God, and exits with Nurse stage left)
God: And Abraham believed the Lord, and it was reckoned to him as righteousness ...
Narrator: That's it? Just believe God, and you're righteous?
God: Yep ... Simple, isn't it? But people can't seem to get it right.
Narrator: Er, pardon me for sayin' so, sir ... but maybe it's your image.
God: Excuse me?
Narrator: Well, maybe a trip to The Gentlemen's Wearhouse is in order ... "You're gonna like the way you look -- I guarantee it!"
God: Nope. Sorry, but I am what I am. And it's up to you (Points to audience) to trust me with your lives.
Narrator: Well, Abram trusted you.
God: And Abraham did become a father of a multitude: As many as the stars in the sky!
(Abraham and Nurse enter stage left; they recite from Psalm 27)
Abraham/Nurse: The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
I believe that I shall see the goodness of
the Lord in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your
heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
(All bow and exit)
The point, it seems to me, is this: God, the great I AM, is who he is, and our job is not to quibble about his appearance, but simply to believe.
Abram/Abraham believed, and God reckoned it to him as righteousness. And Abraham did become the father of a multitude: a multitude that includes you and me.
Cast
Narrator
Abram
God
Nurse
Props/Costumes
Abram -- pack of cigarettes
God -- dark suit, overcoat, hat
Nurse --a doll with an ID tag on its arm
(Narrator is at podium, stage left. Abram paces back and forth at center stage; throughout the ensuing dialogue, he pantomimes nervously smoking a cigarette)
Narrator: It's just another day in the maternity ward at Bethel Memorial Hospital ... Just another day, except that one of our expectant daddies seems a bit older than the norm. (To Abram) Excuse me, sir. Are you an expectant daddy, or are you a granddaddy?
Abram: People keep asking me that ... and you oughta hear the way they make fun of my wife! Yes, we are finally having a baby, after all these years. Praise the Lord!
Narrator: What is your name, sir -- and if you don't mind my asking, how old are you?
Abram: My name is Abram ... and let's just say I've seen my hundredth birthday.
Narrator: Wow, 100 years old and having a baby! That is a miracle ...
Abram: And not only that, but I'm gonna have more descendants than the stars in the sky!
Narrator: Hmmm, that's a pretty ambitious goal for a 100-year-old guy, Abram. What makes you believe all that?
Abram: God told me.
Narrator: God?
(God enters stage right. He is dressed in a suit with an overcoat and hat)
God: Yes, God. You may have heard of me ...
Narrator: You are God?
God: Uh-huh ... You were expecting maybe Charlton Heston?
Narrator: Well, no ... but --
God: But what?
Narrator: I don't know ... It's just -- (To Abram) he told you that your children would be more than the stars in the sky, and you believed him?
Abram: Yes, I did --
Narrator: (Points to God) You believed him?
God: A little, old Jewish guy with a hat: What's not to believe? (To Abram) Speaking of not believing, Abraham, what's with all this pacing back and forth and chain-smoking? Where's your faith, Mr. Father-of-a-Multitude?
Abraham: Well, gee, Lord ... I have to admit I'm kinda worried about Sarai --
God: Sarah! Remember, I told you her name is now Sarah: princess!
Abraham: Right. I'm sorry, Lord, but I get kinda confused with all these aliases you've given us. Anyway, Sarah is well into her nineties, Lord, and having' a baby is no walk in the park, ya know?
God: Trust me, Abraham.
Abraham: I believe, Lord ... help thou my unbelief!
(Nurse enters stage left, carrying a doll)
Nurse: Mr. Abram?
God: That's Abraham.
Nurse: (Looks at tag on doll's arm) Oh, right you are! Mr. Abraham, you are the proud papa of a healthy, baby boy!
Abraham: (Throws away cigarette) I am? (Looks at baby) I am! Praise the Lord!
(Abraham high-fives God, and exits with Nurse stage left)
God: And Abraham believed the Lord, and it was reckoned to him as righteousness ...
Narrator: That's it? Just believe God, and you're righteous?
God: Yep ... Simple, isn't it? But people can't seem to get it right.
Narrator: Er, pardon me for sayin' so, sir ... but maybe it's your image.
God: Excuse me?
Narrator: Well, maybe a trip to The Gentlemen's Wearhouse is in order ... "You're gonna like the way you look -- I guarantee it!"
God: Nope. Sorry, but I am what I am. And it's up to you (Points to audience) to trust me with your lives.
Narrator: Well, Abram trusted you.
God: And Abraham did become a father of a multitude: As many as the stars in the sky!
(Abraham and Nurse enter stage left; they recite from Psalm 27)
Abraham/Nurse: The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
I believe that I shall see the goodness of
the Lord in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your
heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
(All bow and exit)

